Okay, I decided to go about my writers block differently. Instead of doing all the reapings, here is what I will do:
Reapings: District One and Two POVs
Train Rides: District Three and Four POVs
Chariot Rides: 3rd person, District Five and Six POVs
Training Day One: 3rd person, District Seven and Eight POVs
Training Day Two: 3rd Person, District Nine and Ten POVs
Private Session: 3rd Person, Head Gamemaker POV
Interviews: 3rd Person, District Eleven and Twelve POVs
Games: Everyone will have a POV, except maybe some of the bloodbaths
I really hope you guys are okay with this, and expect up to four chapters today!
District Three: Train Ride
Serena Dragimir POV
'I volunteer!'
I sit there, not able to get what I just did out of my head.
'I don't care if I'm a Victor already! You expect me to watch a young girl die?'
I sigh. The Games is not something I would like to go through again, but I know I can win again. I'll be in the Careers, they'll practically be begging on their knees for me.
Hmph. But they won't know what hit 'em when I work out a plan... I'd say I'm pretty good at sabotage, I just need to get their trust, so they don't see it coming.
I lean back in the velvet chair. My District partner, Tim Ul, I believe it is, is just sitting with his face buried in the mahogany, doing goodness knows what. He's never been one to cry, the little smart alec, but with the circumstances of the situation, I wouldn't be surprised to hear a few sobs.
Then, of course, I'd never let him forget it.
I twirl my black and red hair, waiting for our mentor. In my Games, the mentor was some nutty drunk named Voltage Umber, who took about five hours to get here. Unbelievable. You're bloody rich and famous, and we can't possibly bother you enough to be punctual.
Pathetic.
At some point in time, our escort, Zelenkya Trinner, shows up. My goodness, I can't believe Capitol people think that orange eyes and a purple mop of hair is stylish.
"Hello, Tim, Serena." Zelenkya says in a thick Capitol accent. I hate the way she says my name: 'Ssss-seraina' It annoys me so much.
"Well, Ssseraina, due to the fact you won merely sssix yearsss ago, you were ssscheduled to mentor this yearsss tributesss-"
"No!" I shout immediately. "I have to train myself, I can't mentor and train at the same time! Are you crazy?"
"Let me finish. Ssso, the mentor from your year, will be taking the place."
I bang my head on the table. "Fine." I mumble, my head buried in my arms. "You can leave now." I say, waving my hand for her to go away.
And... she stays. I sit up, and so does Tim, whose cheeks are now incredibly tear streaked.
"Are we gonna watch the reapings?" asks Tim, his voice unsteady. Zelenkya nods.
"Youbetcha." Zelenkya replies. She walks over to the television and mumbles to herself as she switches it on.
Tim Ul POV
I sit quietly as the butt ugly purple lady turns on the TV. We're gonna watch the reapings, I guess.
Okay, so the District One people are pretty interesting. One cocky lady called Glint Sparrow steps up to volunteer. She looks tough, not that I'd actually live long enough to find out... The dude, Sprik Radin, volunteers for some three year old kid, probably a kid or grand kid or great grand kid or great great grand kid... No offense, but Sprik is old.
Mila Aaron, the girl from District Two, really isn't as scary as the Career tributes usually are. She looked kinda scared, to be honest. The guy, Kendrick ReddWillow, volunteered, but I don't think it was for 'honorary' purposes, like most people volunteer for.
I didn't even bother to watch my reapings. I know what happened:
The purple lady, Zelda or something like that, walks up and we listen to the 'Dark Days: Edition Two' video, talking about Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark, but mostly included what Beetee, from our District, had to do with it.
The escort picks out the name of a girl: "Volta Sssprindle!" she says enthusiastically. I know Volta from around, and one thing goes through my head: the girl is five years old! So, Serena can't take the pain of seeing the girl up there, and volunteers. She tells the escort to "shut her trap" when she feels the need to go over the rules of volunteering.
Then, offended, the purple lady stomps over to the reaping bowl for the boys, sticks her hand in like she's trying to stab the names, and calls the person I know best. "Tim Ul!"
By the way, that's me.
I was terrified, I remember the feeling. I wanted to run away, as fast as I can, and stay away, forever. But, with all the big burly PeaceKeepers, I couldn't. I walked up tp the stage, shaking.
Curse. My. LIFE.
Anyways, in District Four, this Azgaro Ice guy was reaped. He won the games when I was like, two years old. I can tell he is competition, as most District Four tributes are. The girl, Acacia Yandalu, looked like a typical Career, but she looked to be about twenty five. Probably a competitor, who knows?
I barely even paid any attention to District Five. Weak, as always. Both were shaking like mad when they were reaped. Orchid Whishart, who looked around a year younger than me, was the girl, and Ben Striker was the guy, who looked like he barely hit double digits on his age.
In District Six, a little boy named Motrid Twil got reaped. He looks to be not even ten. Heh, even I could kill him, and that is saying a lot. A really short girl named Brook Philips got reaped. She looked determined to win. I can't underestimate her just because she is from District Six. After all, there once was a District Six Career, named Perri Gazzayle, who killed a lot of tributes. Well, that year the Careers were Districts Eight, Six and Ten...
District Seven. A really spacey and weird looking girl got reaped there. Her name is Galinda Glassman. She almost tried to grab a girl and drag her to the stage... And the guy, Tasi Merkava... man, he's HUGE. I'm not even kidding, a man of six feet would look like a midget compared to Tasi.
A little girl called RIbbon Lakey gets reaped in District Eight. She looks to be about ten or younger and had to push a girl off of her to get onstage. The guy, Callum Grell, walks up to the stage confidently.
(A/N Recaps take forever to write haha) The girl from District Nine, Azura Night, I recognize immediately. She won the last Games. At age twelve. I'm really scared of her... And oh gosh. Gyrke Botre is the other tribute. Yet another victor. But... he's fairly drunk, and fairly weak looking.
In DIstrict Ten, an average looking girl called Cal Sam gets reaped. She looks like...just another average Joe, really. The dude, Jackson Rodenney, also is reaped. He looks scared and is shaking nervously when he walks up.
As for District Eleven, a small girl named Dixie Therpast gets called up. The dude, or should I say boy, Bradley Scale, is age three.
Finally, we have District Twelve. Julius Pow is the guy. He has fangs... He scares me quite a bit, heh. The girl, Spiral Blue, looked to be five years old, and was ecstatic to be reaped.
And then the purple lady switches off the television. I look to Serena, who is staring intently at some notes she took on the tributes. I hear her mumbling to herslef about 'allies' and 'sabotage'.
Heh.
"Come come! Dinner is prepared!" our escort yells giddily as she sits down at the table.
Serena Dragimir POV
I throw my notes down on the couch and sit down for dinner.
There's green bread with pink seeds, a pig with an apple in it's mouth, a lamb stew, plums that are round and a very rich color called fuschia. It tastes really good, I particularly like the bread.
Dinner is mostly quiet, but my brain is loud with thoughts. I finish my dinner and get out, excusing myself first, of course, I know from experience what happens when you don't.
I walk to bed and change into a baggy t shirt and shorts. I have a perfect plan, it will work out great...
But it's all about the odds, right?